I actually connected the dots to gardening on Sunday in bad weather. I was weeding a garden that had turned into a jungle, was pulling out weeds with my left arm and digging with right - some of these fuckers were stuck in there. They'd be little sprouts on top but have carrot like roots and be holding on for dear life. I heard a crack at one point but thought nothing of it.
Fucking hell man, life after 30 is tough
Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to take my magnesium supplement and go to bed because it's already past grandpa mpx's bed time.
(I really need to go to a gym)